Mandy's POV
The next morning, I barely slept. By eight o'clock, I was already dressed.
A simple black blouse, pencil skirt, and enough makeup to hide my dark circles.
The Carrington Estate was exactly what people in the city talked about.
Tall iron gates stood before us, guarded by uniformed security. Beyond them, a long driveway stretched toward a massive estate surrounded by gardens.
Bianca slowed the car as we approached the entrance. Two security guards stepped forward immediately. A guard approached the car. "Name?"
"Mandy Bennett," I replied.
He checked a list, then nodded.
"Mrs. Carrington is expecting you."
The gates opened slowly. "Go ahead."
The estate shone with exquisite luxury. As the car stopped at the garage, a housekeeper stepped out to pick
